Chapter 118: There Are Hooligans Bullying Ye Wan

"Little night..."

Opening the car door and walking in front of Ye Wan, Han Bolin looked concerned, "How are you... recently?"

"pretty good."

The night had just begun, and Han Bolin already smelled faintly of alcohol.

Ye Wan stepped back calmly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Xiao Wan, I... can't let you go! I've thought about it, we can't just separate like this, I will convince my parents, you go back with me, okay?"

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him that appeared more frequently in dreams after separation, Han Bolin said in a low voice: "As long as you are willing to come back, I will give you whatever you want!"

"real?"

Inexplicably hearing a wave of wavering, Han Bolin suddenly sobered up, "I swear, it's true!"

"A monthly pocket money of 500,000."

"no problem."

"I like to go to disco with my friends at night. If I get drunk, I won't go back."

"Uh... okay."

"Live broadcasting is my career, and I will not give it up."

"..."

Han Bolin looked distressed, "Xiao Wan, let's discuss this in the long term, okay?"

It is also good to copy Van Gogh,

Even magic.

If Ye Wan's live broadcast only had these things, Han Bolin assured him that he would say no problem with his chest.

But it is not.

The most beautiful Goddess in the world, she has a fairy air, but the light veil that covers her shoulders hangs loosely between her arms, revealing a charming bewitchment that will not fall off.

Not to mention the dancer of the girl group where Ye Wan and Miao Miao Jiang interacted in PK.

Such a short skirt.

Those who watched the live broadcast were really excited.

He was afraid that when Ye Wan bent down, the part of his thigh that should not be exposed would appear on the screen.

If his parents saw this picture...

Han Bolin shook his head resolutely, "Xiaowan, when we get married, you will be Mrs. Han. You want to buy gold and silver jewelry, or diamond bags. The Han family has plenty of money, so you don't need to show your face to make money, so the live broadcast... ..."

"Young Master Han!"

Ye Wan hooked her lips, "The Han family has a lot of money, does it have something to do with me?"

Han Bolin was startled.

Ye Wan sneered and said, "You can't even be your own master, so don't rush to be my master."

"Ye! Late!"

Han Bolin was in a hurry because the sweetly smiling face in the dream was so cold in reality.

He reached out to grab Ye Wan's hand, and the next moment, he was slapped away by Xiao Baozi.

"Brother-in-law..."

Xiao Baozi yelled at the phone: "There are hooligans bullying my sister!"

In the silent night, Xiao Baozi's crisp voice was exceptionally clear.

The male voice from the other end of the phone easily fell into the ears of Ye Wan and Han Bolin.

"Oh?"

Lu Changchuan frowned, "Haven't you been beaten to death by your sister?"

Ye Wan: "..."

Han Bolin:! ! !

"No!"

The little bun stared at Han Bolin, and yelled at the other end of the phone: "It's the brother of the Han family, he's a little familiar, Ye Xiaowan might be afraid... it's hard to explain if you get hurt!"

There was a light laugh from the phone.

"Late at night?"

Lu Changchuan called Ye Wan.

It has been a long time since the last phone call in the early morning.

It was so long that Ye Wan thought that Lu Chuan was about to disappear from her life.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Baozi actually called him.

I don't know whether to praise Xiao Baozi as a good teammate, or to ask him how he knew her mobile phone password, and when he took her mobile phone away.

Hearing the magnetic "Wanwan", Ye Wan was startled, and subconsciously responded, "I'm here."

Looking at the dark night outside the window, Lu Changchuan teased, "Miss me?"

Ye Wan: "..."

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